บททั้งหมดของ To Be a Luna: บทที่ 11 - บทที่ 20

The first response Selena got from me was a chuckle. “Okay, Selena. Nice try. I get that you’re trying to lighten the mood by playing a prank, but I’m being serious right now.”“You think I’m making jokes about this?” She raised a brow at me. There was nothing on her face or in her tone that depicted an air of lightness – she was telling the truth.I scrambled away from her like the air around her was scalding. I didn’t know if I was trying to run away from her or from my own skin. I stood up, my eyes boiling over with hot tears.“I saw it. I saw it happen. Con-Conrad. He beat Frazier up. I saw that! I was unconscious! How could I have killed a person?” Selena stood up, sensing my crisis. She pulled me into her chest and kissed my hair repeatedly as I cried over her shoulder, staining her green cotton dress with my tears.“I know, sweetheart. I’m as surprised as you are. Everyone watched it happen. One minute, Conrad was on top of him, beating the hell out of him. We all thought y

It was blurry. It was all blurry. Loud thunder and random flashes of lightning followed me around the woods, the water falling from the sky helping to wipe off my tears.I didn’t know how long I had been running. My feet were weary, but I couldn’t stop. I didn’t know how to. My heart felt like it was going to combust as it shattered and came back together over and over.You’re the daughter of an Alpha.It was impossible. If I had an Alpha for a father, why was I an outcast in a completely different pack? There was no logic that could hold that information together. Nothing.It was cold out in the forest and I was pretty sure I was lost. My feet failed me and I was falling face down on wet leaves and dirt. I stayed there for goddess knew how long, crying my eyes out and sniffling.The drops of rain pelted me like they were scolding me, telling me to get up and find a way to sort things out. If only things were that simple. If only the woman I had taken as my mother for twenty year

I was drowning.I was underwater.But I wasn’t.I was underwater, but I could see people. I could see people in white lab coats, walking past me. Nobody was paying attention to me. Everyone was going about their usual business.My entire body was wet, but I couldn’t move. I could feel my body being sucked by something, some things. I was in water, but I was breathing.Last I checked, I wasn’t a fish.I couldn’t turn, couldn’t move. I could only think. My head was traveling a mile a minute.In the time that I was awake, I had found out just a bit—my nose was covered with a tube which provided me with air, I was floating in a tank filled with abnormally cold liquid which I wasn’t sure was water.The world outside was white. It felt like I was frozen in time, watching everyone else walk. I felt like a ghost in my own body.I wasn’t dead, I could tell.Slowly, the events leading up to this moment played in my head like a slow movie. Images flooded my head, voices came and went,

It took just a few minutes of staying in Selenoid to know how different it was from Crimson pack. They were like day and night, cold and heat, happiness and sadness – very easy to tell apart.It was very obvious Selenoid was technologically advanced, while Crimson pack chose to do things the traditional way. In Crimson pack, a selected number of people would be chosen to be warriors after vigorous training. Here in Selenoid, everyone was a warrior and trained as equally as possible from the age of sixteen, even the Omegas.Everyone treated everyone else as an equal. Levels of strength didn’t matter here.They recognized me as their Luna.I didn’t know how everyone seemed to recognize me when I just arrived about one day ago, but I didn’t miss the subtle bows they sent my way whenever they saw me, not minding how rough I looked with damp hair and a bodysuit.“Good day, Luna,” they would say, either staring at me with bright smiles or avoiding eye contact.It felt great.It made

I didn’t know everything I felt. I didn’t know what I was supposed to feel. It had been a week since I found out the truth and cleared my doubts.I had been ripped away from my home and cast aside like a useless rag. Nobody would come for me. Even if Selena wanted to, she would most likely be exiled. I didn’t think she would want to sacrifice that much for me, especially since we had fought over something I didn’t remember.One thing I knew for sure was that I was angry.Angry at Frazier for challenging me to a fight. Angry at myself for not knowing how I had killed him. Angry at Ferra for every single thing she did and said ever since I met her. Angry at Conrad for simply existing.The one person I wasn’t angry at was the man standing in front of me with a punching bag, encouraging me to throw a heavy punch – Deimos.He made no attempt at quelling my anger or trying to make me understand his brother’s point of view. In fact, he fuelled it even further.“I just don’t understand!